Okay so this is pretty much going to be a journal for a teenage girl who's been going through alot. Some of this will be related to whats going on in my life, but not all of it. Just SOME! Hope you enjoy!~
Nove. 21, 2014,
So today I didn't really do anything. I got a cold and now my throat is killing me. Mr. L gave us a project, I had to partner with Micheal.. He's a nice guys.. Kinda cute. But not as cute as Nathan :) Anyway, once I got to 8th hour I was in a great mood. I sat next to Brendan in Spanish and Nathan sat across with Lilly next to him. He was in a great mood too, until the bell rang. Brandan was doing somthing stupid like usualy and Lilly and I were laughing. Nathan and I are best friends as you should know,, and he's usually loud. Well he went silent and started to glare at me. I noticed and tried to talk to him. But he just rolled his eyes and ignored me. I guess Brendan knew I was a little mad cause he tried to get his attention. Well he ignored Brandan too, so Lilly tried and he ignored her as well! The he started mumbling that people were retards in that class and to be honest I was offended. After that I went home and just sat on the couch trying to text him. But of course, he'd just read them and not reply. I gave up and now I'm just writing this out and explaining how rude he was.
Well, it's been 2 hours. I started crying. I hate anxiety so much. I cry way more than regular girls and I over-react more than other people. I hate this so much.. I wanna cry again. I was talking to Nathan. But when i was, he was different. We were at the park and he was more quiet, he wouldn't even make eye contact! He seemed uncomfortable around me.. I tried so hard not to cry, but I did. I just broke down crying right in front of him. I kept saying sorry but it just got worse. What he did made me hurt even more.. He just, well.. He looked at me with no expression, his eyes just said he didn't care anymore. He just.. Left. Without a word, not a sorry. Nothing.. He just turned around and walked away. I ended up on a bench balling my eyes out until Brendan found me and tried to calm me down.
Night Journal.. Wish me luck for tomorrow.
